Looming

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Yes, I lost a bit of my mind and could not leave well enough alone. Did the sky look too “normal”? Something possessed me to go back in, to draw something dark and looming over the otherwise calm and peaceful sky. Are those intestines? Certainly not! It could be a cliff hanger, an anvil cloud, dragged into the scene by a strange cord.

The problem is, you see… I was unhappy with the paper. I colored too hard on that side of the sky and dent shined the paper trying to come back in with light gray and white to pretty up a fluffy cloud. Bristol can only take so many layers. That’s why it is cheaper than my beloved cotton. Maybe not. But I was tempted to scribble out the whole thing when I picked up a dark pencil.